Another Wife Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

It was becoming an inhuman act
He can not be called human in fact
Leaving behind son and good wife
In search of lovely and another life

You may like all flowers in garden
Beautiful, colorful and attractive even
It is gift from almighty for human being
The poor may have same feeling as that of king

It is biggest curse to leave a person
For the want of beautiful wife as the only reason
That too not sure what is she offering in return?
The worst was to follow him in turn

Many homes are broken in same way
As man is in search of lust everyday
He may get easily but at what cost!
The suffering may be there almost

If he has done it at later stage
It will be difficult to mange
Even though the love may be pure
And felt urgency for sure

Do love with intensity and aim
Never go after her fame to blame
Love demands sacrifice and word
Even that may be liked by lord

Stand by her in each turn
Promise her heaven in turn
Not luxury or comforts to stay at ease
But with mind at rest with peace

Make promising start with word
I shall always be your side and look forward
“Come and live till last breath”
Even there may be surprise for death